Join Date: Jul 2012
Location: Hood River, Oregon
When I was ten my friend and I went on a trail ride near our barn. I was on my brand new pony and it was her first trail ride with me. We went down a really steep hill and got off our horses at the bottom where there was a little creek. Why we got off? I can't remember. Anyways, when I got back on the pony she decided to bolt back up the steep swerving hill! I hung on to her mane for dear life totally stirrup-less until we reached our barn. She then promptly came to a halt and then bucked me off.
There's no better way to build confidence than having a horse.